Post by Angela Knight on Feb 12, 2017 17:46:11 GMT
Keeper of the Dicks amused the twenty year old much more than she let on. Her mind was still conjuring up images for her of big army men carrying a dildo just because they fucked something up. It was hilarious and Angela appreciated her partner for sharing it with her. Glad that instead of probing about her childhood, their conversation steered toward a humorous dildo story.
By the time his question came, she had already down half the contents in her cup. "Security, yes," she said, nodding her head. “It is what it is? You get some of those breaking curfew who think they’re smart enough to sneak in or out thinking no one was watching the area.” She shrugged, that part of the job was becoming a norm.
She sat up a little straighter and tried to remember any funny times during her rounds. "I don't think I have any stories that could top your dildo one though but the best I got are...catching teenage boys jacking off?”
Marcus nodded in response to Angela's answer. He hadn't full expected to have gained an understanding of many of Bellefonte's students in the short time he'd been there but the quick lesson had served him well in his dual roles within the Academy. "Yeah, well, we take kids and pull them from usually the only homes they'd ever known and toss them into a walled campus and expect them all to play nice." He paused to take a long pull from his cup, emptying it. "Everyone at some point in their life gets feelings of being different and weird." He moved to the table where the wine bottle sat and refilled his cup, lifting it toward Angela in a silent gesture asking if she wanted more as well. "Now, a lot of these kids end up coming to the Academy with legitimate, empirical evidence that they are, in fact, different and weird."
Regardless of Angela's answer Marcus would cross over to her and refill her glass anyway. The sheer volume of alcohol he'd drank in such a short time was beginning to catch up with him. He let out a soft chuckle and shook his head at the words he'd just spoken. They weren't ones that came naturally to him despite the conviction they held. "Oh, shit." The chuckle turned into a full blown laugh at Angela's description of her 'best' on the job story. "Those poor kids. Getting caught like that is bad enough, but when it's someone like you, I'm surprised none of those kids tried jumping off the roof afterwards."
Angela quickly downed the rest of the wine in her cup before handing it out for her partner to top it up. She gave a small nod of the head as a silent thanks. If the students saw her now, they would probably call her out as a hypocrite. She had bust underage drinkers and look at what the almost 21 was doing now. The thought actually brought a sly smile out of her as she brought the cup closer to her mouth.
The girl was pleased with the reaction Marcus showed. At least she managed to amuse him like he did to her with his dildo story. "Actually, one of them climbed out a window. It was 3am I think and I was doing my rounds when I passed the student lounge and heard some...noises." It was a silent night and thanks to her power her senses were heightened so it was easy for her to pinpoint the source of the sound. "Got my flashlight out and before I knew it this wide eyed boy climbed out the window all butt naked running across the field clutching his junk." She snorted recalling the memory.
"And you know what he told me when I caught him? Doing it in his own room quietly wasn't enough, only the thought of getting caught could turn him on."
Marcus paused and gave Angela his full attention as she spoke. He nodded here and there, showing he was listening and the further she got into her brief story the wider the smirk on his face got. He instantly knew where it was going and, although he'd never admit it, had his own share of stories regarding... certain solo activities.
"Wow." He said when Angela fell silent. He hadn't quite expected the twist at the end, though he'd heard (and encountered worse). Regardless, it remained far more information than he'd ever want to know about most of his co-workers, let alone a student. His head shook as he processed Angela's tale. A laugh finally escaped before he went to do another refill in honor of Angela embarrassing the living hell out of a poor, soon to be pervert. "Alright." He nodded again, this time in acceptance. "That was a good one. I've got some pretty fucked up stories but that one's up there."
Once the cups (which weren't too far removed from the last time he filled them) were taken care of he lifted his into the air. "A toast." He said, nodding for Angela to follow suit. "To walking in on dudes yanking it and..." Marcus paused a bit, chuckled to himself, then continued. "And hey, at least he wasn't thinking about you while he was doing it."